Audiobook - Historical Fiction - 1st Person
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
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Our story begins with the origin of the Europa people in an extremely old time when there were no eyewitnesses, but the gods. The ancient Eurobonds had no written documents. There were no records etched in stone carved on ancient monuments or inscribed on rolls of papyrus. All we have to tell their story is the oral tradition retold through the years by storytellers like the old woman. We must therefore recount the history of the Europa people through their myths, legends and oral traditions. It is a story of sacred visions, epic journeys and heroic sacrifices where the acts of ordinary men and women intertwined with the actions of date, ease from the far beginning of time and what were these beginnings? Europa oral tradition, backed by linguistic studies and modern archaeological excavations points to the origin of the Europa people in present day Western Nigeria to an epic migration from a far away land to the east and north. The land of Nubia, sandwiched in ancient days between Egypt and Sudan. The leader of this migration was a soldier and adventurer named Odudua. This is the story of the Children of Odudua. It is also the story of my family. My family is Europa. We are also hijab booze and dramas. It is a lineage that came even before the time of Louisiana. The fabled first, our jolly of Jabu. We are as old as the red soil of Ikebana, Ow and Djibouti. Those towns in my job, you land that are the scenes of many chapters of our story. It is on this land that the ancestors of the Ado Sonia and the lasagna families lived for generations. Our family is as ancient as the dark green forest that surrounds our job. Ooh villages. It is as old as the Mahdi rivers of Majid young Yamaji and during we were here when the rain forests was filled with elephants and weapons and the rivers swarmed with crocodiles and hippopotamus me, which were simultaneously hunted for food and worshipped as symbols of the majestic gods. Initially a people of the savanna, we later came south to live in the forest with its mighty trees and deep rivers. Our ancestors learned to coexist with the spirits of the forest, the in wings and Angina who, though powerful and sometimes malevolent, could be manipulated with the help of the gods. Although we have always lived in the forest, the sea was always nearby. A mama to be heard on a still day beyond that coastal bar that separated it from the placid lagoons and creeks of the job waterside. The ancient caboose regarded the ocean as the sacred abode of a locum. They never ventured on the high seas. To the north lay the grassland that stretched a great distance to the mighty river, dedicated to the goddess Oia. It was in these grasslands that the great battles of the dynastic empires of ill a fair and Ohio were fought. And it is from there that our ancestors ventured south to settle in J boland. Since then, generations of our family have been nourished by the jab. Use oil from which plantains, yams and cassava grow. These crops are made into a brick wall, a caracara gary and bakery to nourish us enriched with a big group to the red oil of our native palm for what is an EJ bowman without his hair back a We do and echo Corey. But why this book, the reader might ask, after all, we can know about our myths and fables from many different sources. My answer is this, why can't we modern Europa's have an epic of our own in our own time, like almost Iliad or Mallory's mantra for that will present our ancient and recent history to the world and stare the interest and pride of our Children and grandchildren. This book is a response to a call from the past invoked within me asking for a retelling of the story of our ancestors, for why should we forget our origin and the golden age of our ancestors? Just because we live in a modern age, in an age in which our old customs and modes of worship are forgotten and disparaged. The stories in these pages pay homage to a culture that should not be forgotten. We need to know and value our past for us to have meaning in our lives.